Jianling

The sword that hit the door of life came from Wen Meixun's hand.

Cheng Zijian spat out a mouthful of hot blood, which splashed on Shen Chongxuan's face.

And Wen Meixun stood behind Cheng Zijian coldly, didn't even look at Shen Chongxuan, but turned to Wen Zhumi who was leaning against the door, and asked, "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Sister, you've worked hard, not yet." Wen Zhumi's erratic eyes finally fell on Meng Xing, as if exclaiming, "Will Drunken Sword also lose?"

Shen Zhongxuan couldn't get used to his tone, endured the severe pain in his heart, struggled and said: "I dragged Ah Xing down."

Wen Zhumi looked at him, nodded with a smile: "Mr. Shen has worked hard too." Then he raised his head, as if he knew where Yan Huansheng was hiding, "Little deaf man, are you not satisfied with this result?"

Yan Huansheng endured it for a long time, he had been playing the piano for so long, and at this time his internal strength was also lacking, but he really did not expect that Wen Zhumi would be betrayed by Wen Zhumi, and he was furious: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you want us to deal with Sword Master Bai?" Wen Zhumi pretended to be confused, "Why, isn't the one who fell to the ground Sword Master Bai?"

Yan Huansheng gritted his teeth, saying every word: "I'm talking about waiting for him to finish Meng Xing before doing anything."

Wen Zhumi suddenly realized, and asked with a smile: "Then let's do it again?"

This time there was no reply, Yan Huansheng had gone far away.

Wen Zhumi waited for a long time to confirm that Yan Huansheng would not come back, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Take your master back."

"..." Shen Zhongxuan frowned suspiciously, but he didn't ask any more questions, after all, at this moment, he definitely couldn't be Wen Meixun's all-in-one enemy.

Chu Wanzhen also reacted, and immediately stretched out her hand to pick it up, but Shen Shenxuan hugged Meng Xing even tighter, stretched out her hand to press Meng Xing's wound, and bowed her head to Wen Meixun: "...Thank you for your help, Shen is grateful Endless."

Wen Meixun raised her chin, glanced across his face, and said lightly: "No thanks. This is Zhumi's meaning."

Wen Zhumi also answered with a smile: "Zhumi is just repaying his kindness, offended the little deaf man for you today, I hope that the next three will not kill all of the Huanxizong."

His words come in a strange way, Shen Zhongxuan has always been in awe of Wen Zhumi's city, so he couldn't think about it immediately, but just nodded his thanks, Meng Xing leaned on Shen Zhongxuan's back, but he didn't forget to look back at Wen Zhumi's impeccable smile , suddenly said: "...you...what do you want?"

Meng Xing's calculations for several forces were somewhat measured, even if Wen Zhumi refused to say it clearly, he could still vaguely guess that Yan Huansheng asked them to act because he must have reached an agreement with them.

Wen Zhumi looked at his pale face, and couldn't stop laughing: "I always thought that Mingdingjian was as indifferent to world affairs as Baopuzi, but I didn't expect Mingdingjian to be more concerned about these things than his life."

Meng Xing said nothing, just looked at him fixedly, Wen Zhumi didn't hesitate, and said bluntly: "The little deaf man has been imprisoned somewhere by Li Huayan for the past three years, but Sword Master Bai has been planning to kill him since three years ago." I've settled accounts with you—you can also think about it. It took three years for a man like Lord Bai Jian to find the little deaf man who was hidden. No shame."

"What's their agreement?" Zhong Xuan asked.

Wen Zhumi kindly picked up the whisk for Meng Xing, and handed it to Chu Wanzhen who was the only empty-handed person: "Little deaf man wants the life of Taoist priest, Bai Jian wants your life."

Zhong Xuan thought to himself, it really is so.

Wen Zhumi said with a self-conscious smile: "Sword Master Bai really has a hard life, among the top ten in the world, the only one he can pry is a little deaf man, but unfortunately he also hates the Lihua Inkstone that gave him a shave, so the little deaf man beat him From the beginning, there was no plan to save his life."

Shen Zhongxuan said: "The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows."

Wen Zhumi nodded: "Yes. Zhumi likes this comment. My sister and I are exactly the oriole behind - but Zhumi once owed Baopuzi some kindness, so today I ate this praying mantis in advance. , from now on we will pay nothing."

Meng Xing held on to his last sobriety, and persistently asked, "What... do you want?"

The two siblings kept their mouths shut at the same time, but Meng Xing kept looking at them, as if he wasn't going to leave until the result came out.

In the end, Wen Zhumi sighed silently, stepped forward actively, whispered to Meng Xing's temple, and then backed away silently.

Meng Xing was stunned for a long time, and finally leaned on Shen Chongxuan's back, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Regardless of the process, they have achieved the desired result.

Shen Zhongxuan didn't say a word, and walked out step by step with Meng Xing on his back. Chu Wanzhen hugged Meng Xing's fly and hung behind them at a loss.

Until the three of them walked out of the thousand bottles of wine, Meng Xing's blood all over his body caused passers-by to stare at him frequently, but Shen Zhongxuan hadn't cared about it, and he couldn't exert all his strength right now, he couldn't stop staggering when he walked, let alone perform lightness kung fu , was able to walk out of the thousand bottles of wine with Meng Xing on his back, he almost gritted his teeth to barely hold on.

Meng Xing felt chills all over his body, and was carried away by Shen Shenxuan in a daze. Except for the battle between Meng Xing and Xiao Tongbei, it was the first time that Chu Wan saw Meng Xing injured, and it was rare to see such a gloomy Shen Zhongxuan. He looked quite sad for a while, and asked cautiously: "Go back to Pichenmen or find a nearby medical clinic?"

Shen Zhongxuan suppressed the fishy feeling in his throat, glanced at the nearest inn, and said, "I'll take him to that inn, and you go to the doctor."

Chu Wanzhen looked at the blood splattered on his face by Cheng Zijian, she didn't dare to talk back to him, and obeyed obediently.

Zhong Xuan didn't even know how ugly his face was at this moment.

Meng Xing's breathing was very shallow. In fact, he was already in good health. Since he was fed by Shen Shenxuan three years ago, he was far superior to ordinary people. Cheng Zi saw that the sword looked terrifying, but he also It's just that there is more blood bleeding, the most serious internal injury he suffered was the handwriting of Yan Huansheng, whom he underestimated.

But Zhong Xuan only felt that he was going crazy.

The helplessness of three years ago was repeated again, and Meng Xing was seriously injured in front of his eyes once again, and he was depressed.

After three years of hard work and hard work, he still couldn't catch up with Meng Xing, let alone protect Meng Xing in a crisis?

Just because he was born a few years late, just because his talent is not as good as others, and the gods didn't let him be a pure waste, so that he could boast of being extraordinary and his heart was higher than the sky in his peaceful days, but when he was on the verge of death, he sent him He fell fiercely from the precarious cloud, but he was not allowed to suffer this scourge, but let Meng Xing fall to pieces for him, every time, without exception.

It's better to be a waste and simply die this ambitious heart.

Meng Xing listened to his own Yuan Yuan's heavy and depressed breathing in a daze, but he didn't have the strength to comfort him, he could only feel and hold his hand.Shen Zhongxuan froze for a moment, and hurriedly held him more forcefully, a water mark appeared on his blood-stained face, and a tear broke out invincibly, hanging on his chin, precariously.

Meng Xing was in pain from being caught by him, and was hesitating whether to tell him, but finally, Chu Wanzhen kicked the door open, and hurriedly pushed the doctor beside him: "Hurry up, it's here!"

Several doctors surrounded Meng Xing's bed and began to work one after another. Shen Zhongxuan wiped away the tears on his chin, let go of his hand, and said, "A Xing, I'll go out and wait for you."

Meng Xing couldn't get what he wanted, so he nodded his head.

Seeing Shen Zhongxuan close the door, Chu Wanzhen hurriedly approached him, and asked him with concern: "I opened two other rooms and got hot water... You should also take a rest, is the injury serious?"

"No problem." Shen Zhongxuan shook his head, took the handkerchief Chu Wanzhen handed over with a gloomy face, and wiped his face hastily, "Your Highness has been dragged down today."

Chu Wanzhen was startled, and was about to scold him for being too introverted, but saw Chongzhong Xuan turning around and walking back with big strides, so frightened that Chu Wanzhen hurriedly followed: "Chongqing Xuan, where are you going?"

"Go to Thousand Bottles of Wine."

"Aren't you going to tell Master?"

Zhong Xuan's steps paused: "You take good care of A Xing, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Chu Wan really didn't understand why, and wanted to persuade him: "What are you going to do? Go find Wen Zhumi? It's better to wait for Master. Didn't you blame me and Master for not being able to kiss each other before? How can I take care of you conveniently?"

This time, Shen Zhongxuan ignored her, copied his sword alone, and gradually walked away.

Wen Zhumi was not surprised that Shen Xuan left and returned.

Few people go to the top floor of Thousand Bottles of Wine, and ordinary people can't go up without a guide.And Shen Zhongxuan stood in the center of the lobby with his sword in his arms, and he would never respond to any persuasion from the servants, but just stubbornly looked at the deepest room on the top floor, until Wen Zhumi walked out of the room casually, leaning against the railing and looking at him, Shen Zhongxuan Xuancai asked, "Is what you want his life?"

Wen Zhumi smiled slightly: "Daoist Meng told you now?"

Shen Zhongxuan said: "I guess."

"As expected of the son of Xue Guanyin, the blue is better than the blue." Wen Zhumi lowered his head and chuckled, and nodded to the servant beside Zhong Xuan, "Let him come up, this is a distinguished guest."

The waiter stretched out his hand, ready to take off his sword, Shen Shen was very annoyed, he glanced at him, Wen Zhumi said: "Allow him to wear the sword."

The waiter hastily dropped his hand to the side, letting Chong Xuan go up the stairs, and he reached the top floor in a short time.

"Shen Shaoxia," Wen Zhumi smiled at him, turning sideways to get out of the way, "please."

Shen Zhongxuan walked into the room and caught a glimpse of Cheng Zijian's body lying on the ground, Wen Meixun had disappeared.Shen Zhongxuan pulled out his sword suddenly, and stabbed his chest into the chest like venting hatred, making a bloody mess, Wen Zhumi looked at him with a smile on his face: "Did Shen Shaoxia come to confirm whether the white sword master is completely dead? "

"...Junior can trust Mr. Nanke's swordsmanship." Shen Zhongxuan quickly withdrew his sword, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, he turned his eyes away, and stopped looking at Cheng Zi, who was so ugly, and turned to Wen Zhumi "I came here this time to ask Guardian Wen about the murder case of the Shen family."

Wen Zhumi raised his brows slightly, and saw Shen Zhongxuan closing his eyes, hesitated for a long time, then gritted his teeth and asked, "Is that man related to my mother?"

Wen Zhumi waved his folding fan, covering half of his face: "Shen Shaoxia, this matter involves a lot, even if you hold our handle, Zhumi can't say more.

This kind of answer was not what Chong Xuan expected, he pursed his lips, turned around and was about to leave, but Wen Zhumi suddenly said: "But Zhumi still wants to persuade you."

"What's the matter?"

"—Don't think deeply, don't be persistent."

Shen Zhongxuan glanced at him indifferently, but the hand holding the sword was full of veins: "Don't be persistent? Are you referring to my family's life?"

Wen Zhumi shook the folding fan calmly, smiling with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "No, the precedent of Sword Master Bai is here, Zhumi thought you would not be as stubborn as him."

"what is that?"

Wen Zhumi pointedly looked out the window, the window was already splattered with blood, and the whole room was no longer elegant and quiet as before: "Like today, regardless of the injury, I have to come back and stab my enemy a few times to vent my anger for Master I hope that your behavior is out of filial piety, not other thoughts."

Zhong Xuan was shocked: "I don't understand."

"Shaoxia Shen already understands." Wen Zhumi looked at him with a smile, "Because the young hero and that guy have a very good friendship, so before the young hero's intentions can't be known, Zhu Mi doesn't want that guy to know about Zhu Mi What does Young Master Shen think about it?"

"..." Shen Zhongxuan opened the door and said coldly, "No, Shen doesn't have the habit of telling people's stories behind their backs, but your calculations may come to nothing."

Wen Zhumi shook his head lightly, it seemed that because of Wen Meixun's absence, he was much more negative than usual.

"If you don't break, you can't stand, you die and you live."